Dangerously Yours Till Eternity

She heard someone clearing their throat some distance behind them and Chris stepped away, looking back at whoseover that was.

She looked back too, grateful for the interruption.

For a moment there, she was scared things would go out of hand.

It was Jett and it looked like he had something really urgent to say.

“You were right, Sire. It is him.”

Chris frowned, looking back at Elsa, his frown deepening by the second.

“I knew it. A trap!” Then he looked back at Jett, “he has been finding a way for me to be indebted to him since forever. By the Blood, he is a Bastard!”

He paced, shaking his clenched fist in quick jerks.

“I wished there was a way to get rid of him already.”

Ivy flinched. She had never seen Chris this angry before.

“That is not all, Sire.” Jett stepped closer to Chris. He seemed rather calm but his voice showed that he was just as angry as Chris was. “There is a meeting tonight.”

Chris stopped right in his track, clenching and unclenching his fists slowly.

“Making a move already, isn’t he?”

“He knows,” Jett reported.

“You bet, he does. He planned it! Ready the helicopter, we should be in the air.”

“Where are you going?” She asked before she could even stop herself.

She couldn’t explained it, but it suddenly felt like him leaving her was the most dangerous thing ever.

“I’ll be back,” he said, pulling her into an unexpected embrace before pressing a kiss against her forehead.

He felt cold.

Why was he always cold?

Was the AC on?

Her body warmed up to him though.  Something about having him hold her like this made her feel calm and safe.

She, no, her body liked it.

Shs felt a tug against her chest like she didn’t want him to leave, like she wanted him to be stay here with her forever.

Strange.

“When I get back, we’ll finally have that talk, we have a lot of catching up to do. Especially you.”

Catching up?

Before she could ask him what that meant, he was off.

She blinked.

This hallucination from exhaustion was really getting out of hand, because she just saw it again, him and Jett moving at an impossible speed.

Ah, she really needed to get sleep, if not she would start hallucinating about the walls talking.

She turned back, only to be startled by the butler’s voice.

Again.

Why was he moving around like that?!

“My goodness, you scared me!”

He only smiled calmly in return, “Let me lead you to your room.”

He lead her up to her room and she followed quietly.

Something about this butler guy was really creeping her out. She earlier she got to that room, the quicker she would be able to get away from him.

Finally, they got to a room, he opened the door and she stepped in.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

They exchanged awkward goodnight greetings and after a while, the butler was gone and she was in bed.

She picked up her phone.

There were a lot of messages but the only one she was concerned about were the voice notes from her Father.

She clicked on the play button.

“Long day with the investors,” her Father’s voice seeped out of her phone speakers and a light smile played on her lips. “From the looks of things, the restaurant might soon have an extension branch here in CurDavo. You like the place, remember?”

She nodded, letting the memory of the place play in her head.

“The sea is great,” she heard her Mother’s distant voice, crashing into her Father’s voice note, her voice sounding closer till it was clear. She must have moved closer to the phone.

Somehow she could imagine how they were acting while recording this, like she was watching a movie.

“There are lot of important people and their marriage eligible sons at the beach. Need to get you married as soon as possible, Romito. You’ll like it.”

Ivy’s face creased up in a light smile.

“I’m not in the mood to see you running off yet. Besides, I’ll never do what I did to you again,” her Father countered.

She heard her Mother tsk, “Just pray the business doesn’t run into any debt, if not,” her voice started getting distant again, likely because she was moving away from the phone, ‘I’ll auction you, then it’ll be ‘Happy Married Life’ to you and the highest bidder.”

Ivy rolled her eyes at that.

“She loves you, just know that,” her Father said in an attempt to redeem his wife, she could almost hear a smile in his voice. “I love you too. Goodnight. Text me when you can.”

“Get a husband!”

“Also Halma is freaking out. Elsa hadn’t picked up all day. If you don’t call Halma right now, or leave a message to us or her, she’ll make sure Elsa has no home to come back to. Ever. Those were Halma’s words, not mine.”

The voice note came to an end.

Ivy smiled.

Shs knew he was right.

Halma was what her parents called Aunt Alice. Aunt Alice emotions were like this, absolute worry – total unreasonable rage – illogical outburst.

She had better send a reassuring message about Elsa to them as soon as possible.

Somehow Ivy just felt that they shouldn’t know about what really happened.

Ahhh.

She was thinking and acting strangely tonight. What was wrong with her?

Shs scrolled up to discover that there was another voice note at the bottom, and she clicked on the play button.

“I almost forgot,” it was her Father speaking again. “Pamela’s Ma told me Pamela invited you to her upcoming birthday party and you told her you’ll be unavailable.”

Right, that was one of the many outing invitations she turned down while her and Elsa were fighting.

Were they still fighting?

She couldn’t tell. Too many things had happened already.

“Well, she told me to try and convince you to show up, that it would mean so much to Pamela.”

Ivy scoffed.

Pamela wasn’t even really her friend. Well, this wasn’t new anyways. Considering her status and Elsa’s, there were many people who wanted to be friends with her.

Yes, they weren’t ‘wealthyyyyy’ but they were still wealthy, had a name in the business world and the society, plus a fantastic reputation.

“Also there is John and Silvia and Mufasa and the list goes on and on. I told them I couldn’t do anything but they made me promise I’ll try. So this is me, trying.”

She laughed.

It was a good thing they always came to her Father though, because all he would do was just tell. If it was her Mother, her Mother would do more, like set up dates or even a whole freaking wedding.

She heard her Father yawned before he spoke again, he sounded sleepy and really tired, in fact the only reason he was still talking had to be because he was very determined to talk to her, “I hope you’ve resolved the fight you are having with Elsa. You might have to talk things out and it might take time, so don’t rush it and don’t let it beat you down too much. Instead, try to communicate with her. Remember, communication is key.”

There was a pause.

Then light snores.

Ivy giggled.

Did he just doze off?

“My offer for coming down there so that we can go to Kosha together still stands. I feel terribly sleepy, so goodnight,” a yawn. “I love you.”

Then the voice note came to an end.